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Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch—a titan of industry and my best friend’s father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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Chapter 1.

SMITH

"My name is Smith Femi Akindele. I'm the twin brother to James Jimi Akindele. I'm from Lagos, Nigeria and I…"

James dragged my phone and ended my life video.

"What's that for?" I asked

"I know what you wanted to do. You wanted to announce to the whole world that we're leaving for London today" James said.

I rolled my eyes.

"So what's the bad thing there?" I snorted

Just when he was about to reply, Mum called.

"Smith and James"

"I guess breakfast is ready" James said and hurried off.

I sighed and followed him.

"James, your flight is by 12…so you need to hurry up so we can leave." Baba said in the dinning.

I and James exchanged puzzled glance.

I turned to Baba and asked; "Why did you specify James. I thought its suppose to be the both of us."

Baba shook his head, "not anymore".

Oh my God!

"What do you mean by not anymore!" I yelled and Baba shot me a hard glare.

"Sorry" I mumbled. He hates disrespect.

"Next time, if you ever yell at me. Trust me, you'll regret it" he said.

"Sorry Baba" James and I said.

Baba went back to his meal.

Mama was silent.

After a while, Baba said "Smith, your Mother and I have pondered about this and we think that it'll be best if we sent you both to different school. So you're no longer going to Cambridge. You'll be going to Harvard."

I stood up like someone possessed "That's not possible!" James and I screamed the same time.

Mama stared at us in shock.

"If is Harvard, then we are both going there. Same goes to Cambridge." James retorted.

"Have you guys lost your manner?" Baba questioned.

"The thing is that, there's no way I and James would be apart." I said.

Baba glared at Mama. "Talk to your boys." He said and left the table.

Mama looked at us with hurt in her eyes. "You guys are hurting your Dad"

I snorted "He's the one hurting us, he's trying to separate us"

"But is for your own good."

"How?" James asked.

"You won't understand" Mama said.

"Really? Is that what you have to say?" I yelled.

"James will be going to Cambridge today, While you'll be going to Harvard tomorrow. That's all I have to say" Mama said and stood up.

"No!!!" James yelled, he followed her as she walked away.

He was crying, cursing and pleading. He was screaming at Mama saying she planned all this. He accused her of trying to break the twin bond between us.

Then, he called her a witch.

*What?*

No one dare calls my mother a witch, not even my brother.

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